Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR POWER RANGERS MYSTIC FORCE!


~Full Summary~

The crystal ball has sensed dark magic in England. Udonna sent the Mystic Force to investigate this activity. As they went on the search, Dumbledore found them and asked them to protect Harry from Voldemort, undercover as exchange students from the Rootcore Schoolof Magic. Will they manage to protect Harry or will they fail?


To Hogwarts We Go!

"To Hogwarts we shall go! To Hogwarts we shall go! To Hogwarts we shall go!" Chip sang, much to the other Rangers annoyance.

"Chip. Mind staying quite for a few minutes?" Xander asked.

"I can't. I am so excited! We will go to Hogwarts!" Chip sang again.

"Sing again and you will know how bad it is to wake girls up with such singing." Vida warned him.

"Sorry." Chip quietly muttered.

Once out of the cars, the wizards and Rangers went to Platform 9 ¾.

"Does such a platform even exist?" Madison asked.

"Yes. Don't you have a similar, when you go to Rootcore?" Hermione asked.

"No, we have different ways: walking to school, flying to school or using the teleportation." Vida told her.

"You use magic outside of school?" Ron was dumbfounded.

"We are allowed. How else we can do our homework and get better? We don't stay in the school for the semester." Madison explained.

"That makes sense." Hermione agreed, still having suspicions.

When they had to run threw the pillar, the Rangers weren't sure, if they won't get bruised. Luckily, they didn't hit it and got threw.

"Going threw tress is a lot cooler then walls." Nick notes. The other Rangers nodded, but stopped when they saw the train.

"That is an old steam train. They're barely used." Chip looked at the metal monster.

"We better hurry. 5 minutes left." Xander looked at his watch. They ran and jumped in the train. After finding Harry, they got comfortable. Since Ron and Hermione will be joining them, Vida sat in Chips lap, while Madison in Nicks, so they could sit on one side.

"You didn't have to make yourselves sit like that." Harry observed them.

"Why not, especially, since we are dating the ones we are sitting on." Vida said. Harry looked at them: they were dating? He didn't manage to think further, since Malfoy came in.

"What do you want?" Harry got up.

"Easy Potter. I might just take your points away, since I am the Slytherin Prefect." Malfoy smiles, with his cronies.

"Harry. Who is this sorry son of a moron?" Nick asked.

"What did you call me?" Malfoy got mad.

"Sorry son of a moron, but which one of your parents is a moron, I can't tell." Nick repeated and added.

"Who are you?" Malfoy was getting mad.

"Nick Russell and I am not part of Hogwarts. Just someone that Dumbledore invited." Nick leaned closer to the git. Malfoy looked at the Rocca sisters: "You must be tired being with these simpletons; come with me and I will show you what real wizards get."

"We are not interested in moron children. Plus our boyfriends are here." Madison said. Both Chip and Nick walked closer to Malfoy, to prove the girls words.

"Step aside or Crabbe and Goyle will make you." Malfoy warned them.

"Make us." Nick dared. Malfoy motioned his cronies to attack them. Before they even moved a hand, they were on the ground and tied up in some green ropes.

"What the…? What is that?" Malfoy sounded confused.

"Magic." Xander simply answered. This time, Nick and Chip took Malfoy by his hands and took him to the next compartment. They locked the door and for the next few minutes everyone could hear beating and yelling from Malfoy like: "My hands do not bend that direction!" or "Stop that! My back will break!" Then he got set free and ran for his life rather fast, just as Ron and Hermione were coming that way.

"Bloody hell, what just happened?" Ron walked in and sat next to Harry.

"Malfoy came, insulted me and tried to flirt with Maddie and Vida, only to end up in the next compartment, where Nick and Chip took him, and in rather big pain made by these 2." Harry simply explained.

"They did what?" Hermione asked, rather surprised, while Ron bursted out laughing: "So, that yelling belonged to Malfoy? Who knew he screams like a girl?"

"You shouldn't have done that. He will tell." Hermione shook her head.

"Yeah and who will believe him? We can do that to anyone we want so, unless they really want to feel bones ripping apart, no one will judge anything." Xander sounded confident.

"Professor Snape could believe him and get you in trouble." Hermione told the problem.

"He won't give us any. We just know it." Nick said and hugged Madison closer.


Once the trolley came a lot of sweets were bought. Xander was now trying out the chocolate frog, and got Dumbledore, who walked away from the picture, and tortured Madison, since she still is scared of frogs; Chip was going to try out the Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, when Ron told him about the flavour thing really being every flavour: liver, chocolate, even hurl, made him not to try those things out; Vida got the interest for some Acid Pops, but nearly got her tongue burned, making her not wanting to risk it; Madison tried out some Fizzing Whizzbees and began to fly up, Nick had to hold her, almost going along.

"Better don't eat those more at the same time." Ron commented.

"Little earlier would have been nicer." Madison retorted and fell in Nicks lap back.

"So is this really made from blood? Try it out Vi." Xander tried to give it to Vida, who threatened to turn him into a nice plant for the dogs, making him back down.

"We better get into our robes. Hogwarts will be soon." Hermione looked threw the window.


Now at Hogwarts Station, everyone was getting out and the Rangers were looking at the castle with amazement. Till this day, muggles haven't found such a place.

"Come on!" Harry called to the Rangers, who then followed him to the carriages. Once they got to the carriages they saw something like a black shady creature, but couldn't see what it was.

"What is that?" Nick asked at the thing.

"You can see them?" Harry asked.

"Only something black foggy like or maybe something smoke like. Hard to tell." Chip tried to describe the thing.

"But you can, can you?" Harry asked again.

"A bit. What is that?" Xander asked.

"Nothing is there. These carriages have ben pulling by themselves all this time." Hermione tried to explain them. Chip shook his head and rubbed his eyes: "Then I guess I have to go visit and eye doctor."


The ride was quite and calm. Vida was looking threw her cell phone/morpher/wand some songs (A.N.: She somehow got songs in it. Don't ask how, I have no clue myself) and Ron, being curious of muggle technology, accidentally turned on Kerli – Bulletproof, making him sit back in surprise.

"What is that?" Ron motioned at the music.

"The song is called 'Bulletproof'. The singer is Kerli." Vida told him.

"Music? Weird." Ron said.

"At least I can understand music, unlike wizards." Vida muttered.

"What?" Ron felt insulted.

"Don't mind her. She sometimes may say sharp things." Madison stopped Ron from hitting her sister.


Once the castle was reached, McGonagall took the Rangers away from the carriage.

"Now, listen here: you will be introduced when Dumbledore tells about exchange students. When the door opens walk inside the Great Hall and the rest Dumbledore will tell you." McGonagall turned to the first years and took them for Sorting.

The Rangers stood by the door, in perfect formation (Nick in centre, Vida to his left bit behind, Xander behind her, Madison to his right, chip behind her), waiting for their turn to come in.


Inside the Great Hall.

"I have some news to tell you. First of all: The Forbidden Forest is off limits. Second: Do not enter the forbidden floors in the castle, or Mister Filch will answer for the punishments. Third: We have some new students, but they are only for some time, as they are exchange students. They are from America, the Rootcore School of Magic!" Dumbledore motioned to the door.

Once the door opened, 5 people came in. Many kids started to whisper about their unique looks. Many girls were looking at Nick and Xander, while many boys were enjoying Madison and Vida. Some asked if Chip is related to the Weasley family.

"Introducing: Nick Bowen Rusell, Vida Rocca, Madison Rocca, Xander Bly and Charlie, but likes to be called Chip, Thorn." Dumbledore motioned to each Ranger, who bowed in politeness.

"They will be living in Gryffindor, but the points will not be counted as Gryffindor ones, for them being from a different school with out such a system." Dumbledore added.

"Then why are they wearing different colours?" Malfoy asked.

"Those would be their ranks: Red - the best, Blue – second best, Yellow – third best, Pink – fourth best and Green – fifth best and also belong to their school, you might say justice fighters, who right the wrong, Ranger division." Dumbledore came up with that, "You may now sit down at the Gryffindor table," Dumbledore told them and they went to sit down, "Now for the last announcements. Professor Hagrid will be gone for awhile and hi place will be taken by Professor Grubbly-Plank in Care of Magical Creatures and our newest member of the staff, the new Professor for Defence against the Dark Arts: Dolores Umbrige." The students clapped politely, "Almost forgot, Quidditch try-outs will be..."

"Hem, hem." Umbrige coughed. Everyone turned her attention to her, as she began her speech. (A.N.: Let's ignore the speech and look at the students) Most of the students drifted off from the speech, like Ron, but some, like Hermione, listened to it. Rangers listened and understood that she will take over Hogwarts, but they figured it out only by her look in the eyes, not by the speech. They have faced enough to tell by looks who is an enemy (okay, not that much). When she finished, with a hiccup, Dumbledore clapped politely, with everyone else joining in, later. Except the Rangers, since they didn't feel like clapping for an enemy. Umbrige noticed their not so friendly looks, but ignored it.

"Did you hear that? The Ministry is trying to take over Hogwarts." Hermione turned to her friends.

"We did." Harry said and looked at the toad teacher.

"She might be trouble." Vida said.

"For now, we should wait, and then think what to do with her." Nick whispered.

"Stomp on her in Zord mode?" Xander gave an idea, also whispering.

"Keep that one in mind." Nick whispered back, "Maybe she is a monster."


Now Ron and Hermione took them to the Common room, which the Rangers liked. Nice style and colour choices.


The team was in split. For safety of Harry and his friends, Nick, Xander and Chip was in the same room as Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville, while Vida and Madison were in the same as Hermione, Parvati and Lavender.


The girls were nice and they got to bed fast, but there was an argument in the boy's room. Seamus didn't believe Harry and called him a liar. It took Chip and Nick to keep harry from Seamus, while Xander just grabbed Seamus strong enough for him to faint from lack of oxygen in his lungs and was placed in the bed.

"We should all go to bed. It was a long day and we all are tired." Nick showed why he is a good leader. Xander and Chip obeyed him, while the rest wasn't so sure, but the fight took away any will to do anything else.


At midnight Madison walked in and woke Nick up.

"What? Huh?" He was rather sleepy.

"What was the yelling about?" She asked.

"Harry got in an argument with Seamus (yawn) and we, Xander, Chip and me, stopped from it turning to a fist fight. Now we are sleeping." Nick explained rather sleepy.

"So that's it, huh. Good night." Madison kissed him lightly and walked to her bed.

"Night." Nick fell asleep, faster then they morph.


Umbrige was now planning her new day in Hogwarts.

"This should be easy. Wonder why did Dumbledore took those Rootcore students in Hogwarts? Looks like I will have to ask." She walked away rather pleased about herself.


End of Chapter 3: To Hogwarts We Go!


What is she up to? Will the Rangers figure it out and stop her? Who ate my apple pie? Okay, that doesn't belong here, but still what will happen next? Wait, why am I asking you? I know what will, so no reason.


Next chapter: Chapter 4: First Day at Hogwarts.